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Night Hawk Lyrics - Artist : Michael Martin Murphey
I'm up tonight in the pinnacles bold
Where the rim towers high Where the air is clear and the wind blows cold And there's only the horses and I And the valley swims like a silver sea In the light of the big full moon Strong and clear there comes to me The lilt of the first guard's tune I've travelled better than half my trail I'm well down the further slope I've seen my dreams and ambitions fail And memory replaces hope It must be true cause I've heard it say That only the good die young And tough old cusses like me ain't dead We stay till the last dog's hung But I've lived my life and I took my chance Regardless of law of vow I played the game and I've had my dance And I'm paying the fiddler now How the boys called me the old night hawk And them paying the fiddler now It's later now, the guard has changed One voice is clear and strong He's singing a song of the old time range I always did like that song It takes me back to when I was young And the memories run through my head Of the times I've heard that old song sung By voices now long dead I used to shrink when I thought of the past Some of the things that I've known I took to drink but now at last I'd far rather be alone It's strange how quick a night goes by When you live in the days of old Up here there's only the horses and I Up in the Pinnacles Bold But I've lived my life and I took my chance Regardless of law of vow I played the game and I've had my dance And I'm paying the fiddler now How the boys called me the old night hawk I'm paying the fiddler now There in the East is the morning star Shines with a fiery glow Till it looks like the end of a big cigar Ain't got too far to go Just like the cowboys that make a flash But they don't stand much of the run They always bust in with a sweep and the dash When most of the work is done Well, I can see the East is getting grey And I'll gather the horses soon And faint from the valley far away Comes the drone of the last guards tune Yes life is just like the night herd song As the years they come and they go You start with a swing that's free and strong But you finish up tired and slow But I've lived my life and I took my chance Regardless of law of vow I played the game and I've had my dance And I'm paying the fiddler now How the boys called me the old night hawk And I'm paying the fiddler now |
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